Category Archives: A Haiku Year
December 30th 2019
flitting
under the streetlights—the storm's first snow-
flakes
364: December 30th 2019 | bottlecap
December 29th 2019
December 28th 2019
just
what you would expect a crow to say on a wintry
morning
362: December 28th 2019 | bottlecap
December 27th 2019
December 26th 2019
slipping through the net of trees—a winter's owl360: December 26th 2019 | bottlecap
Only five more days before my last year of daily haiku. Unfathomable to me. Seems like January 1rst was just yesterday. I’ll keep writing haiku this coming year, but not everyday.
Some views from Vermont on Christmas day. The sunset is the view to the West and the Green Mountains. If you click on the photo you can see Pico and Killington. The other view is to the East and the White Mountains where, toward the left and on the horizon, you can see Mount Washington, Moosilauke, and Mount Cube. Our house is down in valley, just a twenty minute walk downhill.
Mount Washington is in the clouds and over 6000 feet. That doesn’t sound very high, but its location under the jet stream makes it one of the most dangerous peaks in the world. Temperatures there can plummet a hundred degrees in a day and the highest wind speeds in the world have been recorded there. The other pics are of an old Plymouth. I think I’ve put it in one or two of my haiku. Hard to read, but the mileage gauge is on the right as though it were ready to tick more mileage.
December 25th 2019
plum
and level on the crooked house—Christmas
lights
359: December 25th 2019 | bottlecap
December 24th 2019
shedding
a trail of stars—the wind through the midnight's
pine
358: December 24th 2019 | bottlecap
December 23rd 2019
night-
fall following the fox's tail into the winter
woods
357: December 23rd 2019 | bottlecap